"Now the night is chas'd away"
"Let the fifes and the clarions.Dance"
"Prelude.Come, all ye songsters of the sky"
"The songsters.May the god of wit inspire"
"Echo.Now join your warbling voices all"
"Fill up the bowl"
No. 17 "Hush, no more"
"If love's a sweet passion.I press her hand"
"Now the maids and the men are making of hay"
"A thousand, thousand ways"
"Hark! Hark the echoing air"
"Sure the dull God of Marriage"
"My torch indeed.They shall be as happy"